It seemed to sense me looking at it and twitched. My body began to remember what he was capable of doing to it, and my pussy got moist at the memory o... my encounter earlier that night and the knowledge that this man laying in my bed could do that and so much more when he wanted to. Unfortunately, he rarely wanted to anymore. Against my will, the memories washed over me in a flood. I remembered the way he would kiss me, the way he would touch me. I began to long for the taste of his dick as it. " Don said, grabbing my arms and yanking me to bend over at his cock. As a true proud slut, I held eye contact while I stretched my mouth open, stuck my tongue out and shoved his cock to the back of my eager throat. I heard commotion behind me while Don grabbed my pony tails and guided my mouth up and down his cock. I felt my arms being pulled in each direction, and a hard cock found each hand. I instictively stroked them to the rhythm my face was getting fucked, and then with no warning at. She deserved better than the life her brother gave him.She only needed perspective. Once separated from her brother and away from the temptation he provided, she’d see things clearer. She’d use the pain of losing him to create works of such breathtaking meaning.I couldn’t wait to witness them.“You should join us,” Kora said, taking my hand.“It’s your family,” I said.“But you’re my muse.” A smile played on her lips, her blonde hair shifting about her features. “You’re apart of my family, too.. Beneath his ball sac hisAnus flexes erratically, as if it is periodically remembering whatShe is going to do to it.Taking a deep breath, she kisses his penis. Her lips open, almostOf their own accord, and take the tip in. He tastes strongly of herOwn sex, sharp and fragrant and almost a little bitter. She cannotGet more than two or three inches into her mouth before she beginsTo gag, so she contents herself with sucking hard what she can getIn, and alternately stroking and pushing at his balls..